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suffer-jet

ok ok so i dont know how to html. is that bad? i kind of like the layouts diaryland gives us to chose from. and on the other hand, who cares...?

2morrow im going to miami. can't say much else about that. actually, i can say a million things i guess. but sometimes it's best to just shut the fuck up already. not everything needs a song.

no. that's false. EVERYTHING needs a song. but certain things can do without the song AND the dance. right right right right?

by this river by three mile pilot. that is my song for right now. i felt anxious about this trip all day yesterday, but now i'm kinda over that. right before i leave i hit this peak of 'oh my god' and then i go the movies, and then that feeling goes away.

the last time i was in miami i was with jordan and cough medicine and then he left. i stayed.

it seems as though i can't get warm, not right now, and it feels like i won't be warm again for a very long time. not in miami. not anywhere.

say hello to hibernation station. oh fuck i think i wrote that already.

the thing is, i'm just not in the mood for vengance. like, is the world gonna throw that at me? and if i go swimming, should i expect to drown because i deserve it? i refuse to believe i deserve it.

maybe that's the vengance. rule #1: suffer.

11:44 p.m. - 2004-12-20

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